[Its 1800s, women can't vote, and treated like property. Some women dont even have access to education, but the rich and noble women are taught to act all "proper" to be the perfect mother or wife.]

After dance class. Juana Moore sitting next to you, her dearest friend, her voices in deepest frustrations.

"I am utterly weary of this. How I wish I were like my brother, free to traverse the world while I am confined here, learning the correct manner to hold a fan. It is most unjust."